"You hate the wrong person."
Wei Li sneered full of malice again and again, flicked his wide sleeves, and suddenly took out a letter from his sleeves.
The envelope was thick, slightly yellowed, and looked old.
"This is the secret order Fengduhou received back then. You recognize the handwriting on it. Do you want to see it?"
He wanted to give or not, forcing her to get closer step by step.
Xu Zhihuai knew clearly that he was playing a trick, but he subconsciously reached out to grab it and opened the envelope hastily, his palms trembling unnoticeably.
Such familiar handwriting!
On top of the stacks of wax paper, the regular script is dignified and majestic, with great momentum.
The letter carefully explained how Fengdu Hou repaired the Immortal Temple, how to design an exquisite secret room to hide the wind and gather energy, how to open an altar to offer sacrifices...how to find hundreds of boys and girls according to their birth dates...
Xu Zhihuai's vision gradually blurred, and he only stared at the last two lines of words: The matter is of great importance, and the secret must not be revealed! It harmed the reputation of the imperial court, mistakenly went to the altar to be promoted to immortality, and was killed without mercy. After the work is completed, it is necessary to assess the situation and avoid future troubles.
Assess the situation and avoid future troubles!
Her family is suffering from it!
The letters fell and scattered all over the floor.
Xu Zhihuai was dizzy, and the world was spinning in front of her eyes. She lowered her eyes and looked at the letter paper on the ground, feeling that every word on it was a sword, stabbing into her heart.
The human heart is as thin as paper, what can you see after being pierced?
dirty!
So dirty!
At the critical moment, Wei Li caught her on the verge of collapse.
His cold brows were inexplicably calm: "The emperor was the one who chose Fengdu to build the palace, and the emperor was the one who personally gave the secret order to avoid future troubles. A pair of hands that are never stained with blood can make people miserable. Why do you have that? Only hate me!"
He is not convinced!
Xu Zhihuai fell powerlessly on Wei Li's body, his face turned pale and bloodless.
She gasped heavily, filled with resentment and grievance, making her want to vomit.
Wei Li saw her eyes were distracted and thought she was going to faint, but he saw her suddenly turning her head to the side, leaning over and retching.
Xu Zhihuai vomited so hard that his internal organs were twisted together.
Wei Li watched her struggle in his arms until she lost all strength and collapsed.
He only gave her a moment to breathe, and then reminded her to face reality: "The people in your palace will wake up in half an hour. The amount of incense I used is not enough to make you crazy all night." After that, he said He put his arm around her shoulders and realized that she had bitten her lip at some point.
Wei Li frowned and used his rough fingertips to wipe away the bloodshot bits on her lips.
"You can't even try to die tonight. Cheer up and think about how to continue to be your sweetheart in front of the emperor!"
Xu Zhihuai looked at him stiffly and said nothing.
Wei Li didn't like her dejected look.
How disappointed and sad must she be to look like this half-dead person? Will she be like this when she hates him?
No, she wouldn't be so sad for him.
Wei Li frowned, suppressing the unhappy anger in his heart, picked her up and threw her back on the bed.
He glanced at her coldly: "If you want to turn over, you can only rely on me."
Xu Zhihuai didn't move when he heard the words, just silent.
Her heart is empty, her brain is bloated, and her ears are blocked.
She didn't know when Wei Li left?
She didn't know who packed up the letters scattered on the floor?
When will the palace people wake up?
When will the emperor come?
Thinking about it, Xu Zhihuai suddenly buried his face in the quilt and started to laugh, giggling like a ghost, floating in the deathly silence.
…
After getting up in the morning and dressing up, Queen Xilan looked through the bright bronze mirror at Zhu Xiuxing, who was being dressed by the maids beside her, and smiled shyly.
She had long heard that the Emperor of the Central Plains was young and handsome, with a jade tree facing the wind. She thought it was just a flattering compliment from below, but she didn't expect it to be true.
Those phoenix eyes are simply more beautiful than a woman.
When his eyes looked at her last night, her heart almost burst out of her chest.
Xilan blushed slightly and stood up. When she saw Zhu Xuxing staring at one place, as if in a trance, she hurriedly said in a gentle tone: "Your Majesty, I have just entered the palace and I can't remember many rules. I hope your Majesty will teach you more."
Zhu Xuxing came back to his senses and gave her a gentle look: "Don't be in a hurry, the Queen will just get used to it slowly."
Xilan's charming eyes are as silky as silk, and little flowers bloom in her heart.
His phoenix eyes were not the most alluring, but his gentle and green temperament was.
The two of them went to pay their respects to the Empress Dowager. The Empress Dowager was very satisfied to see the new empress. She held her hand and said many words of praise.
Xi Lan blushed shyly and acted gentle and dignified.
When she learned the rules before, she was still a little resentful, but now she feels that everything is worth it.
The emperor treated her affectionately, and even the empress dowager liked her so much.
Not to mention Zhu Weizhen, he was such a good sister that he praised Queen Xilan to the fullest.
Zhu Xuxing hurried to go to court, stayed with him for a while, and then left.
He walked out of the palace gate, got on the sedan chair, and asked the accompanying supervisor: "How is the imperial concubine doing?"
"Back to the Emperor, Concubine Rong Guifei is ill. She called the imperial doctor early in the morning and said she was fine. She just contracted the wind and cold."
Zhu Xuxing's eyebrows knitted together when he heard this: "Go and send a message. The imperial concubine is unwell. There is no need to go to the Queen's Palace today to pay her respects. Please rest in peace."
"Yes, I will go and deliver the message right now."
Xu Zhihuai is really sick.
Wind evil enters the body and high fever persists.
The palace maids who accidentally snoozed last night were all punished.
Jinhua came to serve in person, but she grabbed her hand tightly and warned her with red eyes: "Watch An'er, watch her!"
Jinhua was startled. She felt something was wrong and hurried back.
Xu Zhihuai had been burning for half a day. His whole body was in unbearable pain as if it was on fire. His consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes scattered. By the time Zhu Xuxing came over, it was almost dusk.
Seeing that she was so ill, he asked angrily.
When Xu Zhihuai heard his voice while he was half asleep, he immediately trembled. Opening his eyes wide again, he looked at the figure wearing a golden dragon pattern embroidered beside the bed, and his heart beat wildly.
"Huai'er!"
When Zhu Xuxing saw her waking up, he quickly put away his angry expression, leaned closer, and held her hand with distressed eyes. Her hand was as cold as iron.
"It's so cold..."
Zhu Xuxing bent down and looked at the wound on her lip. He just put her cold hand against his warm cheek and rubbed it to warm it: "Huai'er, I'm late, I'm sorry."
sorry?
Xu Zhihuai's blood rushed to his head, his ears rumbling, and he couldn't hear clearly what he said next.
Zhu Xuxing saw that her eyes were red and her whole body was shaking violently, as if she was afraid of the cold. He quickly opened his arms, hugged her, and used his body to warm her.
Xu Zhihuai couldn't see his face, and trembled when he heard him whisper softly in his ear: "There was something wrong with the wine last night. I only had one drink and I felt something was wrong. Huai'er, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you to suffer alone. Wait. Forgive me, okay? I will agree to whatever you want, as long as you forgive me."
Xu Zhihuai's eyes were sparkling, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.
What does she want?
She wanted him to die...him and Wei Li to die neatly together.
